No one can be a dog licker

Lin Ping stared in amazement at Wu Baitian, who was spinning around him like a top. In his eyes, the Wu Baitian who was neither humble nor arrogant was collapsing rapidly.

Just for a first-grade blood-clotting pill, would one be so servile as to be so servile?

Well, it’s not that he couldn’t understand it, because it was a first-grade blood-clotting pill!

Lin Ping asked Lin Zhonghan suspiciously, "When I was a second-rank official, I almost got into trouble when I went on a mission with you. Did you have this then?"

"Ah?" Lin Zhonghan was stunned by the question, and then his eyes wandered, and he kicked Lin Ping more than ten meters away, "What nonsense! If I had it back then, would I not give it to you?"

Is he angry out of shame? Sure enough! Lin Ping sat there angrily, sulking. He didn't worry about Lin Yi at all. He knew that he was not his biological son! No wonder they didn't look like him at all!

Song Yiran was so angry when she saw that her husband was still thinking about so many things at such a critical moment, and she walked to Lin Ping's side.

When Lin Ping saw his wife coming over, he felt warm inside and stood up immediately: "Wife, I'm fine, it's just..."

Song Yiran interrupted Lin Ping and pushed him up: "You're alright, right? If you're alright, get out now and stop trying to make a name for yourself here!"

"Okay!" Wu Baitian wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the first-grade blood-clotting pill, walked quickly to the corner, and carefully put it back into the medicine bottle.

This pill was worth at least tens of millions, and Lin Yi almost wasted it. It turned out that the life of rich people was so simple and unpretentious.

"What?" Lin Zhonghan moved to Lin Yi's side in an instant and looked at Lin Yi's condition carefully. Except for his slightly pale face, his condition was comparable to that of a mid-stage first-grade warrior?

A prospective warrior entering the martial arts realm not only needs the guidance and protection of a fourth-grade warrior, but also requires at least one of each: a first-grade Qi and Blood Pill, a first-grade Bone Tempering Pill, and a first-grade Organ Protection Pill.

And not only did he not use a single pill of the first-grade elixir he prepared for Lin Yi, but he also broke through and became a warrior in just ten minutes?

Song Yiran also came to Lin Yi and immediately picked up the first-grade Qi and Blood Pill and wanted to feed it to Lin Yi.

"Aunt Song, Aunt Song!" Wu Baitian hurriedly stopped Song Yiran, "One blood energy pill is enough. He has almost no loss in his breakthrough."

Lin Yi also nodded in approval: "Mom, I'm in good shape now."

When Song Yiran saw that her father-in-law also nodded, she finally felt relieved.

Wu Baitian held the medicine bottle containing the first-grade blood coagulation pill and said flatteringly: "Grandpa, can you exchange this bottle of blood coagulation pill for four blood coagulation pills for me?"

Lin Zhonghan originally thought that Wu Baitian wanted this blood coagulation pill, and although he just wanted to let Lin Yi be prepared, since he had taken it out, he gave it to her. However, Lin Zhonghan did not expect that she just wanted to exchange it for four blood coagulation pills?

"Since you know it's a first-grade blood-clotting pill, you should know its value. Are you sure you want to exchange it?"

"Sure!" Value does not mean practicality. For her now, the value of a first-grade blood coagulation pill is far less than that of a blood coagulation pill. What's more, she said that she would let Lin Yi reach the second-grade warrior before graduation. At that time, this first-grade blood coagulation pill would be more useful to Lin Yi.

Lin Zhonghan looked confused. He asked calmly, "If you don't mind, can you tell me the reason?"

Even though Song Yiran, who was standing next to Lin Zhonghan, was reluctant to give up the pills, she knew her limits. Now, seeing Wu Baitian wanted to exchange them for four blood coagulation pills, she was also confused.

Wu Baitian didn't think there was anything he couldn't say: "I have two blood coagulation pills now, which are only enough for my parents to use for self-defense. Teacher Zhao and his wife, as well as Bu Heiye's parents, still need four more. I know the value of the first-grade blood coagulation pill, but it is really a luxury for ordinary people.

I guess you only have this one first-grade blood coagulation pill, so I suggest you don't rush to let Lin Yi take it. After we successfully enter Wushen Wuda, Lin Yi will have this first-grade blood coagulation pill, which will be of the greatest benefit to us."

Now when people heard the word "Martial God Wu Da" coming from Wu Baitian's mouth, no one present would have any doubts.

Such an answer was undoubtedly a strong shock to Lin Zhonghan. He originally thought that she was trying to please him for her own benefit, but in the end he discovered that what she was trying to please was actually for her teacher, her best friend's parents, and even Lin Yi.

This may seem like a careful weighing of pros and cons, but it also demonstrates an incredible selflessness.

Song Yiran was moved and grabbed Wu Baitian's hands: "How can four pills be enough? Aunt Song has them right here! Ten blood coagulation pills, and these."

Song Yiran took the first-grade Qi and Blood Pill, the first-grade Bone Tempering Pill, and the first-grade Viscera Protecting Pill that she had prepared for Lin Yi, and stuffed them all into Wu Baitian's palm. "Aunt Song was not nice to you before, you must not take it to heart."

Wu Baitian looked at his hands filled with medicine and tears of emotion instantly flowed out of his mouth. He put the medicine bottle into his pocket and laughed brightly.

"Ahahahahaha, how can I be so embarrassed? Aunt Song, look at what you said, when have you ever been mean to me?"

Lin Ping looked at Wu Bai Tian, ​​who was both mercenary and flattering, and said with disdain, "Didn't you intend to help Lin Yi get into the rank directly at the beginning? Look at your face now."

Wu Baitian glanced at Lin Zhonghan and Song Yiran's expressions, and seeing that they didn't take it to heart, he explained:

"I can let him enter the realm painlessly, but I think that's unnecessary. Martial arts should always feel pain. Lin Yi has been raised too delicately, which is not a good thing. The mortality rate of Martial God Wu Da..."

Wu Baitian didn't say anything else. Everyone present was smart. The main reason was that she didn't expect Principal Lin to take out a first-grade blood coagulation pill. It was a waste of talent.

"..." Song Yiran pursed her lips and touched Wu Baitian's head, "You're right, blame me."

"Don't blame you, blame me!" Lin Zhonghan looked at Wu Baitian seriously. He was so cruel to Lin Ping that he couldn't bear to let his grandson take down his own. It was his fault in the first place. "I'll leave Lin Yi to you from now on."

"?" Wu Baitian was confused when he heard Lin Zhonghan's words. What did he leave to me? What else did he have besides money and resources? Well, it's not impossible to leave it to me.

Lin Yi looked at Wu Baitian, then at his grandfather. It seemed that he was a warrior now, while Wu Baitian was still just an ordinary person, right?

"Don't worry, Grandpa, don't worry, Aunt Song! Leave Lin Yi to me!" Wu Baitian weighed the pros and cons for a moment and nodded quickly, "I will teach Lin Yi the advanced breathing method today. This breathing method does not require sleep.

He just entered the rank today, so it’s a good time to lay the foundation…”

"Okay! I will definitely supervise him, not let him sleep, and never spoil him again." Song Yiran promised immediately.

"Mom?" Lin Yi's face was still a little pale. He was first tortured by Wu Baitian, and then became a martial artist.

He didn't even take a blood-energy pill the whole day? Why wasn't he allowed to sleep? Wu Baitian clearly said that he didn't need to sleep, but he didn't say he couldn't sleep? Is this how you lay the foundation?